I'm supposed to dry up my printer quota today. But ass that taylors is, When you cancel a print job it takes 6 hours to give you back your quota. Oh suck lah.

So I'm stuck.

I wanted to dry up my quota printing blank paper so i printed the exact amount of paper to dry it all up.

I cancelled it because I needed to print yet another map of KL Hilton.

Then disaster struck. Reality bit me in the ass.

So now I'm stuck with a really teeny weeny map that SORTA shows how to get to KL Hilton. Wah gg wei.

Btw com died again. Not my fault. Been dead for about 4 days. Com technician still hasn't come to pick it up.

Yes you have a repairman. I really do have a computer technician. =D

Com still dead though. -_-

6AM
"Aww come on man. Don't be such a chicken it's only been about 6 years or so since you've done that. Besides it's perfectly normal. Grow a pair and go on, go do it."

"Tak mau lah. Aiseh dahm pain. And I've been sleeping peacefully for so long already."

"Balls lah you've been sleeping. Groaning hardly counts as sleeping. Go do it only lah."

7:20AM
"Shit wei cannot tahan. Shit. I think this is it."

Spent the next 2 mins face down ass up over the toilet bowl. After that another 10 face down ass down cause I couldn't stand clutching the sides of the golden throne anymore and had to sit down and resume puking. Even after all that internal struggle.

I haven't puked in about 7 years because the last time I did I puked the meds out that was supposed to help me keep it in. Best to get it out anyway so I just drained my stomach by riding the muscle spasms very painful ones at that especially with all the recent adjustments.

The next few hours we're spent on my parent's bed with mommy going off to work before I could ask for a ride to the hospital and daddy still in Thailand dealing with uncooperative thai buggers which try to pass themselves off as engineers.

Told Xin Huei not to come today as I was in a less than proper state than to welcome her and just laid around all day waking occasionally to go "UGGHHH!" and drift off back to comatose.

After awhile of trying loads of numbers for help getting to the hospital I got Bird to do it. Using my car. You can tell how desperate I was. Getting the most notoriously dangerous driver in our midst with one of my precious cars to fetch me to the hospital because I had problem walking to the piss pot without leaning about 3 dozen surfaces. Said toilet only 10 feet away to begin with.

I nearly gave up when we parked at the administrative end of Damansara Specialist Hospital. I coulda walked to Pizza Hut and had pizza therapy for the same distance it took me to get to the other end. Doc slapped me with some pills and told me if I could actually keep any food down at all...I should. And drink loads of water and rest a lot. That being said and all I only puked once the whole day. Stomach being as empty as wallet after all. Insurance rocks.

Had a Subway sandwich after the doc visit. Sandwich took me an hour to eat. Went home to beat the chills by curling up in a blanket and refusing all food. Whilst DotA teammate Bird burned a copy of his accidentally deleted DotA for himself.

So I'm alive again. And kickin. After 1 day of groaning and not being able to move.

A short update on the things I've been doing.

Surviving exams.(felt like a massacre)
Prom night.(felt like the moment)(for PE1 the moment of wonder where I kept taking pics with loads of jaw dropping girls)(the awesome moment of going clubbing and staying up and out on the streets of KL till really late)(and ending up sleeping on a luggage rack which was bloody cold the next morn)
Com repair which I just got it back 2 days ago.(Hence no blogging)
Reading the final installment of Harry Potter.(wasn't bothered to read it earlier and since no com read only lah)
And the awesome road trip with classmates last week.(Ipoh, Penang and Taiping)

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And anyway title of the of the post is actually the title of the following song. Which we were chanting most of last week anyway.



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Expect a proper update soon.

Free-IQTest.net - Online IQ Test

......................I actually skipped 2 questions. I think the test is screwed. Either that or my iq just spiked.

Further math GG!

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First of all a big massive "FUCK YOU" to Leeds with 2 middle fingers raised and thumbs stuck out perpendicularly from the 1 finger fist. For sending me the fucking generous offer of a 30% bursary for my fucking extravagant fees. Yes, fuck you, british bitches. Thank you for the orgasmic offer. But FUCK YOU for taking me away from as enticing as a woman saying I'm changing into something more comfortable Manchester.

And a secondary equally large "FUCK-A-DEEDLE-DEE-DOO TO YOU" too Manchester with 1 middle finger and sneer. For NOT sending an equally genitilia copulating generous offer of a 30% bursary for my mother fucking extravagant fees. Yes, fuck you, you white skinned assholes. I hope your penises dangle when they should be stiff. And stiffen when they should be just dangling.

And a third not so humoungous fungus "CHUGA CHUGA AOOOGAH FUCK YOU DICK CHEESE!" to you Mr. Further-fucking-maths. For giving me decidedly bitch-ass and resolutely unsolvable for the likes of dumb fuck me type math problems. Dahm goat fuckers.

Mother fucking hell. Been a long time.

Set an appointment with me if you wish to hear the chinese versions.

Cheerio! =D

"Why are you smiling like that?"
"Because I get the feeling a very brilliant guy is going to go in late for exams and still do well."

Thank you. And for that I'll do my best! So bloody touched!

After all the teasing. Eswhy and Darren tagged me. Sigh after the connection went down for 2 weeks too. Wow typing is rusty already. Handwriting improved too.

And so it lives!!!!!!!!!! CONNECTION WORKS!!! BUAHAHAHHAHA! Thank you God! SNIFF!

Sigh actually tags are crazy tedious for me. So I tak suka duh. Pui Yean refuses to do any tags either. Sigh.

But I'm a good sport. And after all the teasing I give Eswhy it's only fair I answer it.

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Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.

1. What are you craving now?
Cottage cheese. With....A lot of stuff basically.

2. What was the last movie you've watched?
The Mist. Jorrel picked. It was so-so.

3. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
Just 1....Fine. I wanna drop out of college make my first million by the time I'm 21 and go out with that hot chick with HELP. Failing that...I'll settle for being able to play COD 4 without ever getting giddy.

4. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
Actually the question is metaphorical la Es!

uh, yes. (isn't that supposed to happen anyway??)

LOOOOSEEEERRRRR!

Uhh rainbow. Haven't seen any in awhile but yes to both literal and metaphorical forms of the question. (HAH!)

5. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
More money. I'm flat broke! I spent 200 in 2 weeks! HOW LA!?

6. Why are you wasting your time to do this?
Cause. I need to do something light-hearted.

7. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
-_- no. There are always other roads to rome. Unless the person asks outright in a "YOU TELL NOW OR DIE!!" I'll always pick the other way(s).

8. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Tease-able. Tease-able. Fun to tease.

Kidding lah. Fun person. Great at the piano. And uhh...Hot?(one of the rare compliments I'll ever pay you. So you should save this 1)

9. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
FEMALE!(BY GENETICS NOT SURGERY!), and someone that can match me in most of the things I can do. And as Bird would so put it "A hell lot less corrupted/messed up than us."

10. Which type of person do you hate the most?
uhhh those lan si people that keep shouting "HE THINKS HE GOOD!" when we're playing dota.

11. What is your ambition?
when i was a kid: Inventor
now: see no.4!

12. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
Actually I'm pretty sure I know all my faults. But if they point it out I'll fix it. And only people who really care help you fix yourself. But if they keep quiet they're screwing themselves. The latter doesn't bother me ^^

13. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
God. DUH!

14. Are you a shopaholic or not?
I'm a guy. DUH

15. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you
tease-able!....not a word...uhhh....will "fun" do?

16. What will you do when someone faints in front of you?
Check for pulse, breathing perform the necessary procedures and asks for absolution from nearby family if I can get it. I lost my license! sorry! I'm no longer insured for malpractice!

17. What makes you different?
THE DRUGS! uhhh I mean I've always been for a nuture stand in the nature vs nuture part of the argument. So I'll go for my messed up childhood. Sniff.

18. If you could go back to the past, when would it be and why.
Being a baby. People feed me. People bathe me. People wipe my.......
You get the idea.

19. (My question!) If you could play/sing/hear one last song before you kick the bucket (i am so morbid omg.) what would it be and why?
If I had to pick 1...(YES YOU MORBID FREAK ESWHY!...thats why we get along!)

Shadow proves the sunshine - Switchfoot. Very personal for me.

20. MY TURN! Cause I love seeing people suffer with awkward answers: Would you consider the tagger dateable? (Eh I'm open we talk about these things)(so gonna be backlash but it's gonna be funny)

Maybe if I could get clemency, enough energy, enough time. Or if I could ever stop teasing. Ingrained habit! Heh just heard something funny recently. Wasn't that a bizarre and confusing answer?

Victims:
Henry
Sze Mei
Cheeps
BENJI!

Sigh came late everyone has been tagged. Sniff.

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Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

HEH!

*Over a unlogged location on the net proxied to a house*

"Eh I'm going to HELP to see a chun chick this Friday and for their Easter play."
"Bring me please. Thanks."
"I didn't offer also."
"Thanks!"

I had my reservations about it really.

Because time with the person was actually very limited.(Can't expect much from a big shot) And he wanted me to fetch him from an out of the way location.

And he was being such a demanding freak about it.

And not to mention the last time I introduced him to someone jaw-dropping he stoned and said no more than 5 words to her even though she was extremely friendly trying to strike up a conversation and all.

Stoner.

I was actually supposed to leave at 11:30 reach HELP by 12 and take a back seat and watch the big shot call the shots in a meeting.

Freak came out of his class late without saying anything and we reached HELP main block at 12:25.

Duh can't go.

Then he said..."Eh got someone in a white skirt waving at you."
"Huh?"

I glanced up from settling the stuff in my car. And I saw Wei Chin.

Turns out she's also there for the HELP CF. Nice.

Then suddenly the guard steps onto the bus and asks Wei Chin next to me to show that she's actually a student. DIE LOH! I pull out my handphone and assume the 2 handed grip of a student. She pulls out her ID and he skips me. WHEW.

See la Wei Chin dress so hot the guy had his doubts lah.

Enjoyed the CF and then had Jamie try to guess a friend's name.

He ended up as Esther.

After CF we bummed around with Jamie as they started moving stuff and Jamie assumed the form of a zombie taking a rest.

And while we were waiting for Issac to bring the stuff, "someone's coming" said the internal muse. "For the next 5 mins I shall not be using my name." I told them. "What name will you use then?" a person replied. Then Jamie said, "He shall be Ah Chua!"

"Someone's coming." said someone out loud.

I glanced. Realised that it's probably a B-Psych student.

Then Wei Chin arrived with the last drum.

And the person that was coming said, "Is there a Kington here?"

All the CFers are trained crap talkers. They put on their most innocent looks and said "Nope."

Wei Chin pointed and said "Nah". "No lah he's Ah Chua!" Jamie interjected.

And I filled in the gap by saying "Uhh well you see Kington is really just a pen name."

Very stony silence.

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"If her hair was sliced a bit about there. They'd both look rather similar. Nah they both have very unique looks. Opposite ends of the scale. Just a bunch of hair."

And then I fell asleep.

The phone rings.

I groggily reach for it and put it to my ear. Wondering who could be calling at this time of night. Only 2 choices there really. My lil sis or Mike.

I hear a metal against platic kind of knock.

"Hey it's been awhile." a voice smoky and female at the same time touches my ear through the receiver.
"Yeah it's been awhile." I reply.
"So how have things been?"
"It's been ok..." Then I remember and continue "...Hey I thought it became a mutual unspoken agreement that we're no longer talking to each other?"

The world freezes. Nothing moves. An unnatural pause. Even I've stopped moving.

I open my eyes. Exiting from deepest level sleep always has no recoils. I'm staring at the orange light. Bouncing off the wall.

I look at the phone. The receiver is still in it's place.

Curse it. It was just a dream.

I've actually started writing down blogging ideas and video ideas cause with all the constant brainstorming it's getting a bit hard to keep all of it.

Yeah I'm really considering Lesley's idea of getting published. Still quite far off though. Trying to reach the quantity and quality of "Skin" by Roald Dahl first.

So for now A SPACE FILLAH!
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Home Streamyx dead like a smacked mosquito. So hence, I can't log on, hence, I've got a lot of free time, because I'm not studying, because I'm too lazy to. Super bored. Super lonely at home.

Hence, I'm in the library. Sigh. Laggy comp.

Taken to having the speakers stolen from the com playing bossa nova/lounge music/chilling music all day long. As in Elaine Elias(personal favourite), Stan Getz, Tom Jobim, Secret Garden*sudden "OOH!!" from Australia*, Double Take*hears an "OOH!!" from Taman Sea* and various other musicians.

Exam starts tomorrow. Mechanics for normal maths. It's just pretty much F5 physics with more thinking again.

Further math on Thursday. Gonna let that sink and focus on the rest.

Xin Huei is probably no longer gonna follow me to coll and back anymore pretty soon. So it's gonna be back to me and mah carh. I feel like Susumu Nakoishi "homeless car-boy" from Homunculus cept without the l33t mathematical skills.(very thought provoking manga)

So all I get now is Eswhy. This is going to be crazy funny. (scared yet es?)

So with nothing really big happening this week I guess it's just gonna be kinda chilling. Apart from revisions(which happen on a minor level) It's hard to build up the initiative to study when Li-Sheen told me that she went from normally A or B to all D. So I panicked for 5 mins. Then I figured. Aiya yat sang yat sei.

Oh going HELP again. Pretty fun actually. Been going there quite a lot.

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Grey area just means we're not exactly like friends anymore. The bit where things get ambigious lah. The bit where what we are isn't so clear anymore.

It's not like waiting outside St. Peter's gate wondering if you'll get to enter Paradise.

It's just a 3rd option.

And it doesn't leave me hanging.

So hang your guilt instead...The decision of the black and white doesn't even have to actually ever come.

Having a title for both of us. Is just something society wants. You should just forget what society wants and decide what you want. In life, thats all that matters.

I received a call while I was in the library.

"Hello this is Ms. Mary Ng from the CAL office. Are you free at the moment Kington? Do you have class now?"

Blood ran cold like a tap in Genting.

So what did you expect really?

Becoming a real habit to talk crap when preposterously bored.
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During the course of a talk 1 on 1 with a professor from Southampton paying a visit to local colleges.

"I gotta ask something really...Is Southampton's campus on a hill?"
"Oh no, you've got us confused with Bath. Thats the real on the hill campus in the UK."

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"We've got all sorts of sporting facilities on campus acturally if you're into sports. We've got a lot of badminton courts, badminton interest is keen there after all. Tennis courts, and well lots of places to play football. And oh there's also a pool there in the centre of the campus."
"Well....as an asian and all..*leans forward in a serious manner*..I gotta know really...being not able to handle the cold and all...Is the pool heated?"
"OH! Of course it is! Well heated!"

What the crap...I was joking lah....Aiyoh...Even Ms Mary Ng laughed...

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Out of line while talking to other people....

"eh I dahm scared further maths lah! My teacher comes in and he speaks greek! LITERALLY! NO JOKES!"
"huh?"
"OMEGA, MUE, SIGMA, EIGEN FURTHER MATH DIE WEI!"

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I forgot the rest of the crap

I need a solid glass screen. Then information hunting would be a lot more fun.

First time I had any business with it was early in 2006.

Spent 2 hours trying to track down someone whom I didn't even know but had a pretty clear mental image off.

A few hours later success. (mom's friend's sis lah she's too old. For ANY of us lah.)

During CNY this year I went on the information hunt for the exact time of a meteor shower's maxima.

Found it. Using a laptop hooked up to a spare LCD screen. Laptop screen was fried. But it gave the sweet feeling of operating a dual screen system.

Went on a information hunt for details of the Colbie Calait concert.

And wow if I had a glass screen then I woulda started circling little details all over the screen. Write notes on the edges and all.

But sigh I did get what I wanted anyway.

But when I finally found out everything. I also found out I couldn't go.

Because as so aptly put....

Eswhy: How bout you go with Xin Huei?
Xin Huei: NO! YER!
Me: Eh dahm wrong lah!
Eswhy: How about another friend?
Me: Going with another female friend who is just really a friend like you feels wierd lah.
Eswhy: I'm in Germany anyway by then.
Me: And going with another male friend is lagi wrong.
Xin Huei: HAHAHAHA YEAH!
Me: Cause Colbie sings a lot of love songs. And when she starts singing one...I turn and look to my left or right and see....Jorrel emo-ing cause he doesn't like the music that much or Daniel Hon.

*Full blown laughter*

I was sitting in the library. At the computer cluster. Wanting to blog on wednesday, read up on spiritual stuff and check a few blogs.

Then a real freak of massive proportions came and sat next to me.

Ok lah he ain't fat or anything. However as I quoth!

Excerpt from E! News(really)

today i was walking with Desmond to the new office Taylor's used wasted our money on. (i feel wasted is more apt in describing what Taylor's does with our money) i was feeling a bit sluggish all of a sudden, and Desmond too was feeling a bit lazy so we were sorta shuffling and dragging our feet along.

so we were walking, then Desmond said:

"i feel like we just had sex."

*no conversation...*

"SO.. uh, what time is it?"

If Kimm reads this blog. (No not the Kimberley from HELP.) She's gonna go "HAHAHAHA THATS SOOOOO DESMOND!!!"

So well yes I know Desmond. Eswhy knows Desmond. God save us.

Des: What're you doing?...*in a provocative manner*
Me: Uhh reading blogs.*pulls hoodie closer*
Des: Ooooohhhh Who is that? *points at Kim from HELP's picture*
Me: Just some friend from HELP.
Des: *grins in a disturbing way*
Me: *closes a few links with pics of the blog owners there*

The Dude was super annoying. He just kept playing with my CD player by opening it and using his finger to stop the cd then closing it to get the CD to read again then by opening it to stop the cd.

Rinse and repeat.

Eventually the dude googled the BME pain olympics and tried to get me to watch it. When the first image appeared.

A quick guess of all likely outcomes of the video ran through my head...I pulled my hoodie over my head after 4 secs and refused to look at his screen anymore.

Seriously folks DON'T WATCH IT. Googling it is enough to return you a video description that will scar your mind's eye for the rest of your life.

Having this dude here trying to show me the vid was crazy creepy...Because who the nuts ever says "Have you seen the BME pain olympics?" in a gay and seductive manner???

So I figured...Bash.org. Is a website for this.

Bash.org. A website full of chat logs. Just chat logs. Very funny chat logs. The potatoe as a valentine's day gift idea came from there.

So I started reading. And laughing at it. Just reading through although it was probably been my 8th time there.

He finally decided that I was boring and he left. Nice.

But if he ever tries to shove a disgusting video in my face again...

Long arms provide more moment!

I've been having a crazy amount of touble sleeping recently.

Just been bonkers. At first I had no idea why I couldn't sleep. Then I had a long phone call which basically reduced the need to run complex calculations.

That was about 2 weeks ago.

Then life went on. I slept so well I overslept. 2-3 days later I was back to square one somehow waking up at 5 or 6 for no apparent reason.

In a nutshell.(get it? dude can't sleep slowly turning into a nut?)

I wake up about 3-4 times a night now.(Err yes I do see the sms. But if I replied at 3 am and your phone wasn't on silent you'd probably wakeup in annoyance.)

And now I can't sleep. Head spinning and aching so bad that I feel like rolling it around in saltpeter and setting in on fire. And my lower back aches so bad from bad sleeping positions.

I've been "sleeping" all day long. But the fact that my eyebags are actually getting deeper begs to dispute the quality of rest.

Gah. Anyone got any sodium nitrate to spare?

I twist the key in the ignition. With a weak rattling noise the engine comes to life.

It's a hot and sunny day. I hate travelling on these kinda days.

I wave the 2 white protons sandwhiching me on either side off to go first.

I engage the reverse gear and I hear the familiar beep of my sensors coming to life and I slowly back the car out from our host's home.

I wave goodbye to her. And it's time to tailgate.

Fuel was low again so I did my best to keep up even at low speeds. Supplementing engine power with momentum. Using gliding power. Lending a little extra to the engine. Braking later. Guiding with brakes.

All the tricks.

I flipped through the 4 cds I had eyeballing the titles rapidly. "e", A H written in a very distorted fashion, "God"(the worship CD I was listening too all the way on the journey here) and the last CD "Blindside".

I knew I was in for some fun.

I pop in the Blindside CD. Close the cover and insert the jack.

Sweet.

On slopes I release the overdrive function to catch up with them. I note their respective power outputs.

Kembara poor acceleration without switching to low gears.
2 Sagas of indeterminate age. Auto. Maximum speed of about 150 on a straight with high acceleration due to low number of gears.
1 SE Myvi. That guy has got some serious go.

It's going to be tough keeping up. At least I'm comfortable.

I turn up the volume to 40. And I can't even hear the wind rushing by my car anymore.

The Myvi starts weaving in and out cutting left and right to go faster. Traffic stops him.

The 4 of us hug the right lane at about 120 km/h.

The Myvi pulls up right next to us.

He darts off and tries weaving to get ahead again.

He needs more experience.

The hard beats blaring out from the speakers filling the car. I bet if I drove near enough to them they might hear something.

I think they're all pressing flatout. My foot is only halfdown to save petrol. Dwindling energy sources after all.

We reach the Kesas highway toll. I whip out my SmartTag and shoot on through.

I wait for them to pass me again. And I tailgate going heavy because the road is wide open.

Speeding along the road with the slower more lazylike cars on a Sunday crawl parallel to us. They seem so slow. Like dew trying to fall off a leaf.

130km/h.

I see their cars rattle. And drift along left to right. They must probably be strugling to balance their cars.

Experience has me holding the wheel gently with 1 hand and steering steadily.

The howling of the air rushing past our cars are loud. Even with my heavily insulated car it's still pretty loud. But my music is louder.

Pity I don't have any Pillar with me. "Reckless Youth" would be a perfect song right now.

We are the fearless ones
We are the loaded guns
With nothing left to lose
We are the reckless youth

I see both white Saga's follow the branch off into Subang. The black Myvi follows. Foolish. The damansara exit is still further up.

I shoot pass the Subang exit, and I glance into the rearview mirror. The Kembara didn't follow me. He's headed the same way though.

And I realise this may be the wrong exit.

But who cares. I've got my music. I'll never get lost. And it doesn't matter if I'm all alone in the car anyway. Just time to enjoy the drive.

And I dash off furhter into the sunny highway. Singing with the music even if I'm not sure of the lyrics half the time.

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Actually I'm having a load of trouble sleeping. I just can't seem to figure things out.

Ever since last Monday I lost the need to worry. But why is it I still can't sleep at night? I'm not worried about anything at all but I wake up about 4-6 times a night.

And I'm suuuuuppppppeeeeeeerrrrrr hungry ever since I decided to go "Sun up till Sun down". Benefit is Ms. Chian lets me go for 8-9 econs on wed though! Super quiet wei I tell you that PM 11! Not a peep wei!

SNIFF!

And to my friend. Aiyoh I know I'm quit the jealous fellow sometimes but I've got no reason to worry anymore lerh. So you can quit thinking if I'm jealous.